just realized i haven't spoken to many of my friends in almost a year. i hope they know i still love & care about them. it's just really really hard to be a person right now.
someone logged into my twitter, instagram, facebook, and snapchat so i’ve had to change the password on all of them if that was u plz stop and also if they sent any messages or anything plz ignore them thank u
it’s like my brain is telling me that none of these problems will ever be fixed until i go to ikea so i guess i’m stuck like this for another few weeks now
just ate a tomato based pasta followed by a messy slice of chocolate cake on the sofa whilst wearing a white tshirt and didn’t make a single bit of mess. i call that a win
my eyebrows and nails were already overdue needing getting done before we even started social distancing i don’t even wanna think about how i’m going to look by the time it’s all over
i want to have productive isolation days so badly and wear real clothes to work from home and learn a skill and reorganise my room so why do i keep spending all day in my pjs on the sofa and then reward myself with an evening on the sofa cause i’ve ‘been at work all day’ ???
every year after casa amor i tell myself i shouldn’t be surprised at the men turning out to be twats yet every year i still am. sick of it men are trash all of them